With Just One Move, Ye Tong Is Sure to Surrender.

Today, Jiang Huihui was not wearing casual clothes but rather loose-fitting cleaner's attire.

Her long hair was casually draped, revealing her handsome and spirited face.

She parked her electric scooter in front of Xu Mu and blew a bubble with her gum.

"Why are you dressed like that today?"

Xu Mu leaned against his own car and asked curiously.

"I just finished a mission this morning and haven't had time to change yet,"

Jiang Huihui explained.

"Tell me about this marriage tournament thing."

Xu Mu got straight to the point.

Jiang Huihui nodded.

According to her, her grandfather, Jiang Sheng, had once promised some old friends that Jiang Huihui's fiancé would need to observe a three-year mourning period.

When the three years were up, he would come down from the mountain and marry Jiang Huihui.

This gave Jiang Huihui a few years of buffer time. But just a few days ago, someone asked Jiang Sheng again.

They said the previously agreed-upon deadline had long passed, so why hadn't Jiang Huihui gotten married yet?

They even complained to Jiang Sheng, asking if he looked down on them, didn't want Jiang Huihui to marry, and was deliberately stalling.

Jiang Sheng had no choice but to tell them the truth: Chen Xuan had called off the engagement.

And Jiang Sheng also promised that he would pick a date soon to hold a martial contest for Jiang Huihui's hand in marriage.

"Hmph! Sounds nice! They're really just coveting our Jiang family's Heaven-grade cultivation technique!"

Jiang Huihui snorted coldly, her eyes icy.

"Heaven-grade technique?"

Xu Mu was somewhat surprised. If that was the case, it made sense.

No wonder those people were so fixated. The Jiang family currently only had Jiang Huihui as its descendant.

Whoever married her would essentially obtain the Heaven-grade technique, wouldn't they?

Even if Jiang Huihui didn't pass the technique to her husband, she would most likely pass it to her children in the future.

That way, the technique would still end up with the husband's family.

"Besides coveting the technique, they also covet your beauty,"

Xu Mu said with a smile.

[Favorability +10]

Jiang Huihui pulled a piece of gum from her pocket and handed it to Xu Mu with a calm expression. "I'm not forcing you. Are you coming or not?"

"I'm coming. When I promise something, I keep my word,"

Xu Mu took the gum, his expression serious.

[Favorability +10]

Jiang Huihui's face was expressionless, but the favorability points above her head already revealed her mood.

"What will the contest involve? Has your grandfather decided?"

Xu Mu suddenly asked.

"He has. Out of a hundred points, combat is worth eighty,"

Jiang Huihui looked deeply at Xu Mu. "Can you handle that?"

"A real man never says he can't!"

Xu Mu chuckled.

Actually, this was quite normal. After all, in this world, strength was supreme.

If Jiang Sheng set the combat score too low, it would definitely cause dissatisfaction among others.

"Then there's painting, worth ten points,"

Jiang Huihui said, her cheeks slightly flushing. "There's a reason for this. Everyone knows my grandfather loves painting."

When Jiang Sheng mentioned this category, he specifically told Jiang Huihui that these ten points were a gift for Xu Mu.

But that was the only thing he could do.

Xu Mu asked, "That's only ninety points. What else is there?"

As for the ten points in painting, Xu Mu was determined to get them.

"The last ten points are for additional skills. My grandfather and several judges will score together, judging whose skill is more impressive,"

Jiang Huihui said, then added to Xu Mu, "Don't you know medicine? That's a powerful skill."

"I understand,"

Xu Mu nodded with a smile. He didn't just know medicine; he knew a whole bunch of techniques.

To put it simply, this contest was eighty points for combat, plus twenty points for other things.

For Xu Mu, painting was as easy as taking something from a bag.

That meant he didn't need a perfect score in combat. With painting and other skills added, he could still win the championship.

But this was all speculation. For the sake of the Heaven-grade technique, perhaps some top talents from major sects would be mobilized.

Xu Mu still needed to do his best.

"Since you agree, I'll put your name on the list,"

Jiang Huihui took out her phone.

"Okay,"

Xu Mu nodded. "But, I have one question. If I happen to win, what do we do then?"

"I've already talked to Grandpa. He said if you can win, then I'll be officially spoken for, and we don't need to rush into marriage,"

A slight smile appeared on Jiang Huihui's face. "We can wait a few years."

"Good. Then there's only one last difficulty left,"

Xu Mu looked at Jiang Huihui. "You need to come home with me. I need my wife's permission."

"What? You need your wife's permission?"

Hearing this, Jiang Huihui's expression immediately turned grim.

"She is my wife. If I keep her in the dark and go participate in another woman's marriage tournament, she would be hurt when she finds out,"

Xu Mu said softly.

[Favorability +10]

Jiang Huihui's opinion of Xu Mu rose another notch.

She knew that among those sects or hidden families, men only sought their wives' opinions unless the wife came from a prestigious background.

If the wife's status was ordinary, or if the wife's family was inferior to the man's family, the men usually didn't bother.

Jiang Huihui had also investigated Xu Mu. His wife was from the Ye family in Yang City, and moreover, the Ye family had already fallen.

In Xu Mu's eyes, her status certainly wouldn't be considered prestigious.

Yet even so, Xu Mu still respected her so much. She really hadn't misjudged him.

Xu Mu was indeed a good man.

"Alright! Then I'll go tell her myself. I'll say it's a fake marriage. I believe she'll agree,"

Jiang Huihui nodded firmly.

"How about we go now? She happens to be off work today,"

Xu Mu said to Jiang Huihui.

"Okay,"

Jiang Huihui nodded. She wasn't one to dawdle anyway; it was best to resolve things sooner.

She rode her electric scooter into the branch company, then got in the car with Xu Mu to return to Jiang City.

In the car, Jiang Huihui found herself starting to feel nervous.

She looked at Xu Mu and asked, "What do you think? What if she doesn't agree?"

"I don't know either,"

Xu Mu shook his head slightly.

"Forget it. I'll just have to use my ultimate move. With just one action, I'll make her surrender willingly,"

Jiang Huihui clenched her fist and blew a bubble.

...

Jiang City.

After arriving, Jiang Huihui specifically bought some fruit at a fruit shop and also picked up a carton of milk.

Xu Mu drove the car into the villa area and parked it in the garage.

Jiang Huihui carried the fruit in one hand and the milk in the other, not letting Xu Mu help.

He opened the villa door.

Ye Tong and Ye Yu had already finished their afternoon nap and were sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Brother-in-law! You're back!"

As Ye Yu spoke, she noticed Jiang Huihui beside him. Her cute, pretty face instantly turned serious.

"Husband, who is this?"

Ye Tong stood up at this point, sizing up Jiang Huihui beside her.

The worker's uniform did not conceal her beauty.

Jiang Huihui also looked at Ye Tong, feeling this woman was very sensible and probably reasonable.

She took a deep breath, handed the fruit and milk to Xu Mu, then slid over on her knees, embracing Ye Tong's straight, long legs.

"Sister, save me! I'm begging you, save me!"

Jiang Huihui looked up pleadingly.

Seeing this, Xu Mu was completely stunned.

Come to think of it, Jiang Huihui had always talked about kneeling to him before, but used the excuse of too many people around to avoid it.

Yet facing Ye Tong, she knelt so smoothly, so naturally.

Ye Yu was also stunned. What the hell was going on?